The Path Toward Heaven

Qingshan Sect has a long history and profound heritage. According to the principle, there should be no shortage of related medicines and spirits.But Shi Yuefeng really didn't have what Zhao Layue needed, because she cultivated Jianyi quenched body.In addition, the nine-death sword tactics have not been practiced by anyone except Jingyang, and there is no corresponding preparation at all.

Of course, for such a big event, Qingshan Sect will definitely gather Zhao Layue to help Zhao Layue find, but no one teaches Zhao Layue nine dead swordsmanship. It is of great significance to travel around the world through the search for medicine, which should help her break through the situation.

After Zhao Layue and Gu Qing left Shenmofeng, they ate a hot pot in Yunji Town and stopped in Shangzhou City. They arrived in Nanhe Prefecture that night.

Compared with that time when she traveled with Jing Jiu, the speed this time was countless times faster, and Yu Jian still came a lot easier after all.

Twilight shines on the gray wall of Baoshuju, and it turns into a strange color. There are no ordinary pedestrians on the streets around, and it is quiet and weird.

Several practitioners stood outside the wall, looking at Bao Shuju's steward with a sullen face, and said, "It is clear that the auction is tonight, why did it suddenly stop?"

Baoshuju apology even apologized and said: "A gift will be delivered later. I also ask some fairy masters to forgive me, and I will see you again in a few days."

If it is usual, thinking about the background of Baoshuju, these practitioners will inevitably take the gifts and leave, they will not be entangled any more, but this time they are eager to get a box of immortal pill in the auction, and they need to be in a hurry , It is really impossible to leave.

"I sent Elder Jiang to be shocked. At a critical moment, when do you want us to wait?"

A cultivator looked at the steward and shouted sharply.

The man in charge was calm and said, "Sorry, our store is clearing tonight, and we really can't receive our guests."

The practitioners were very angry, and they wanted to clear up such small things as the account. How could they make the pre-appointed auction cancel?

Suddenly, they felt a little weird. Although Baoshuju had a deep background, he rarely did such unreasonable things, and the look of this manager was too calm, as if to be sure even if it was an absurd excuse, do n’t worry. Accused by guests.

A cultivator thought of a certain possibility and asked in a slight shock: "Is it a big man in the mountain?"

The steward smiled slightly and did not answer.

The practitioners subconsciously looked up to the top floor of Baoshuju in the evening glow, and worried that the other party felt disrespectful for their eyes, quickly bowed their heads.

"What are you waiting for? Get away quickly."

"When Xianliandan is auctioned, please let us know."

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The offerings, stewardship, and guards of Baoshuju are left on the two floors below, and the top floor is quiet and silent.

This is the tallest building in Nanhe Prefecture. Standing on the side of the fence, you can overlook the entire south-facing city in the sunset, and the scenery is beautiful.

The Baoshuju Dongjia family did not have such a mood today, and did not dare to look back. They stood in front of the door bowed and waited, daring not to make any sound.

In Nanhe Prefecture and even the entire world of Chaotian Continent, he is a well-known figure, but at this time he was like a servant.

The door of the room was pushed open, and Gu Qing came out of it, handed over a portrait, and said, "Look if anyone has seen it."

Baoshuju Dongjia looked at him with both hands, daring to delay, trotting downstairs and pushing away the deepest room on the second floor.

The room was very spacious, and more than twenty old men in Tsing Yi stood waiting inside, looking nervous.

These old people are the most senior Jianbao offerings of Baoshu Curie, as well as several good-sighted stewards, and even the branch offerings in Chaogecheng have rushed back.

The Baoshuju East family put the portrait on the table and spread it out, giving way to the position, and said, "Whoever finds clues first, appreciates a building."

The worshipers all know that the building the Dongjia said is naturally not an ordinary residence in the south facing city, but a branch of Baoshuju. How much is it worth?

Of course, even if they don't have money, they will definitely use all their life's learning to find out the clues, because this thing in the painting is the future of Bao Shuju.

The old envoys gathered around the table and began to watch the painting seriously.

The Baoshuju Dong family retreated to the window and felt so sultry, but they dared not open the window to breathe. They took out the silk handkerchief from the sleeve and wiped the sweat on the forehead while thinking about this matter. Ways to make up-In the past few years, too many Jinshan and Yinshan have been sent to the Zhaoge City Zhaofu City. Continue to send it. I am afraid that the effect will not be too good. Do you send it to the Gu family?However, Mr. Da ’s treatment in the family was very bad in the past few years, and he did not know whether he would appreciate it.

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A few years ago, the Bihu Peak master went into flames and was suppressed by the Yuanqi whale. Baoshuju lost its biggest backing, and it was about to collapse.

No one expected that Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue stayed in Baoshuju for the first time after their trip to the WTO, and they did something.

Through this relationship, which was not even considered to be from the head, Baoshuju's Dongjia strangled into Zhao's mansion in Chaoge City.

In the following years, Bao Shuju dedicated his heart to Zhao Fu, and his unremitting efforts were finally recognized by Shenmofeng.Since then, Baoshuju has been responsible for providing the needs of Shenmofeng. The price paid is naturally great, but it has also retained some of the more important shares, which is considered to be free from the disaster of extinction.

In these years, God's Peak has been banned again, and Gu Qing made demands through the clan.

A few days ago, Bao Shuju received a letter from Gu's family, saying that Master Feng would personally come here to find something.

The Dong family was shocked and naturally attached great importance to it. If this time the matter is not handled properly, will Bao Shuju still be able to continue?

"It should be clover. The fairy may have misspelled a word."

A gray-haired old priest, turning over the yellowish book in his hand, said with a certain tone: "There are records in the Tiannan Medicine Collection."

"How can the things recorded in the worthless wild medicine scripture be believed?"

Another envoy said: "How many treasures have we handled in these years? Have you seen who has seen so many people in the building? I haven't heard of it!"

Listening to these quarrels, Baoshu Judong's face was a little ugly, and he walked to the table and looked at the painting, saying: "It's not surprising to see, why is there no impression?"

The painting is a grass, divided into three leaves, green and tender like drops of jade.

The devotion said bitterly: "It's just because it looks too ordinary, so it's difficult to distinguish. It can't really be a clover."

The family of Baoshuju said seriously: "No matter what I am, I will find it. I will still find it, or I will die even if I can still live."

Listening to this, the sound of argument immediately disappeared, and the worshipers began to read ancient books again, or frowned, trying to find clues.

The room became very quiet, and I could only hear the sound of flipping a book.

Time slowly ran out, I don't know how long it passed, and suddenly a surprise sound rang.

A deacon took the book, squeezed the crowd to the table, spread out one of the pages directly, and said, "There is a record in the Youyang Zakka!"

Listening to the name of the book, everyone looked slightly different, and had little confidence.

There are too many strange and strange things in Youyang's miscellaneous examinations, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the text is sparse and the description is boring. Few people will read it carefully.

Dozens of eyes fell on the page.

It is clearly stated in the book that hundreds of years ago, there was a weed that appeared in Dazepan, divided into three leaves, no different. Only the blue color came straight into the eyes, and the cold wind and fire could not be changed.This wild grass was judged by the medical monk of Guocheng Temple to be an extremely rare fairy-level spirit grass, named Sanqing grass, which attracted countless sectarians and the scramblers.

The reason why no one remembers this thing in the practice world is because there was no tragedy for the treasures afterwards, but also because the people present were asked not to disclose the matter, who had thought of being recorded by the mortal literati.

"It looks like it."

Baoshuju East said thoughtfully.

The rest of the offerings nodded.

Youyang's miscellaneous examinations are not credible, the text is very rough, but the description of the matter is very true.

Who can make such a precious fairy grass disappear without any denomination?Looking at Tiannan mainland, only Qingshanzong can do it.

Who can make Aoyama Zong put on such a big battle for every herb?Looking at Jiufeng, only the real person who once lived in Jingyang can do it.

Of course, the real man Jingjing cultivated was also the Nine Dead Sword. He certainly needed this when he broke into the wild.

A devotion thought about something and asked, "When Jingyang real people did not enter the wilderness, was there such majesty in Qingshan Jiufeng?"

The owner of Baoshuju knew a lot about the secrets of Qingshan and said, "Of course."

"That's good." A consecrated heart said with palpitations: "As long as it is determined that something really exists, it is possible to find it."

Baoshuju Dongjia said: "Stop everything and try to find this Sanqing grass."

With an auction house of this size, coupled with dozens of branches across the mainland, how much would it cost to stop a day?

But whether it is the owner himself or those entrusted with the management are very calm, feel that this is a matter of course.

There is only one problem.

Some people were worried and said: "If Sanqingcao is really so precious, even if it is found, we can't grab those denominations just by our building."

The family of Baoshuju reprimanded: "Idiot! When I find out where things are, the mountain will naturally ask for it, and where it turns to us to come forward. Jiufeng Qingshan now owes the favor of Jingzu. The point is ... we have to find clues, money and everything are easy to say, have you heard? "

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In the attic of the attic, the twilight was over, and the pearl of night exuded a faint light.

A box was placed on the table in front of Zhao Layue, which also exudes a faint light, which should be some kind of formation, which sealed off the breath inside.

There is a grass in the box, which is divided into three leaves. It looks very ordinary, but the green color is very rich and tender, as if it will drop into substance at any time.